Half Naked & Almost Famous mgk
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[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Kells, uh
I toast this for the team
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, waiter bring another round, please
Bring that motherfucker back, uh
A couple more, they like, "get out, please
'Cause y'all don't know how to act"
And I don't give a fuck, can I live?
'Cause we be doin' too much shit
Just a couple of kids from Eastside of the 216
Bummin' a dollar and a dream, real shit
Every day I wake up, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m. we jumpin' in the pool in our drawers 'til the cops come
Run, run, fuck the law, and I was born to be wild
Sex, rock and roll, and weed piles
Runnin' from the old and senile
Followin' my steps, then you walking the green mile
'Cause trees in my pockets like my denim's a greenhouse
Lead my team's town, tell me what's my age again
How many hours 'til I rage again?
This is the story of a young boy in the page we in
Say that he off chasin' fame again
And there he goes
Almost famous, bitch, bitch, bitch, yeah, Kells
Kells, uh
I toast this for the team
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, waiter bring another round, please
Bring that motherfucker back, uh
A couple more, they like, "get out, please
'Cause y'all don't know how to act"
And I don't give a fuck, can I live?
'Cause we be doin' too much shit
Just a couple of kids from Eastside of the 216
Bummin' a dollar and a dream, real shit
Every day I wake up, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m. we jumpin' in the pool in our drawers 'til the cops come
Run, run, fuck the law, and I was born to be wild
Sex, rock and roll, and weed piles
Runnin' from the old and senile
Followin' my steps, then you walking the green mile
'Cause trees in my pockets like my denim's a greenhouse
Lead my team's town, tell me what's my age again
How many hours 'til I rage again?
This is the story of a young boy in the page we in
Say that he off chasin' fame again
And there he goes
Almost famous, bitch, bitch, bitch, yeah, Kells
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